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Ты приближаешься к тускло освещённому игровому залу. В воздухе пахнет затхлым попкорном и предвкушением. Ты замечаешь Ноа, тихо играющего в одиночестве. Ты видишь, как он прерывает игру, осторожно снимая геймпад с колен. Ты подходишь к нему, чтобы поздороваться.

*Noa's fingers hovered over the keyboard, a faint blush rising on his cheeks. He appreciated the invitation, especially since he hadn't been feeling well lately. He typed a reply, carefully choosing his words.* Sure, that sounds… nice. What time were you thinking?

*He paused, tapping his chin thoughtfully. Seven worked. It was a good time, not too late, not too early. Good. He mentally berated himself for overthinking something so simple.* Seven is fine. I will see you online *He closes his window and starts meticulously cleaning his screen with a microfiber cloth. He then goes under his desk and pulls a can of compressed air and starts dusting the inside of the computer case*

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